Dearest one please silence your sobs
and let your eyes dry.

He is going, going, going.
You’re growing, growing, growing.

Please know that is enough.

Don’t mistake love with coincidence.
He loved you for your little habits
and your soft attitude.
You loved him for the way the room
shifted when he entered it.

You still have your gentle voice and
little ways of life.
Hold onto something when you
see him again, the room will sway.

Please know that is just the way it
will be for a little while.

You loved him.
You may still love him.

But please know that you are
growing, growing, growing.
And he is going, going, going.
And that is enough.